You can keep pretending... but I see right through your...
Model:
FluX
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
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Prompt: Her hair tumbles in soft waves, loosely gathered at the nape of her neck. She wears a thin, off-white sundress that clings to her curves as the sun’s rays filter through the fabric. Her delicate collarbone catches the light, and her long, smooth legs glisten in the evening glow, her bare feet brushing the warm grass beneath her.
It’s fascinating... the way you keep your distance when it’s obvious you want to...
Model:
FluX
Size:
1303 X 1296
(1.69 MP)
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Prompt: Her golden hair tumbles in soft waves, loosely gathered at the nape of her neck. She wears a thin, off-white sundress that clings to her curves as the sun’s rays filter through the fabric. Her delicate collarbone catches the light, and her long, smooth legs glisten in the evening glow, her bare feet brushing the warm grass beneath her.
Prompt: The coffee shop was cozy and bustling, the aroma of espresso mingling with the faint sweetness of pastries. A soft rain tapped against the windows, blurring the view outside and wrapping the world in a cocoon of intimacy. She was perched by the window, her coat draped over the back of her chair, a steaming cappuccino in her hands. The soft light from a nearby lamp caught in her hair, creating a halo effect that made her look impossibly alluring.
You always seem so composed... I wonder what it’d take to make you lose control
Model:
DreamForge
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
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Prompt: She emerges from the shadows in a halo of red light, her long blown hair catching hints of red fire. Her hair, loose and wild, framed her face with a natural sensuality that needed no effort. With a pose that’s all confidence and allure, highlights the womans arousing bodily and delicate facial features. The scene dares you to step closer, knowing it’s a trap you won’t regret.
If I told you I was thinking about you, would that make you...
Model:
FluX
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: She emerges from the shadows in a halo of red light, her long blown hair catching hints of red fire. Her hair, loose and wild, framed her face with a natural sensuality that needed no effort. With a pose that’s all confidence and allure, highlights the womans arousing bodily and delicate facial features. The scene dares you to step closer, knowing it’s a trap you won’t regret.
Careful—I’m not the kind of women who plays fair when it comes to getting...
Model:
FluX
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: She emerges from the shadows in a halo of red light, her long blown hair catching hints of red fire. Her hair, loose and wild, framed her face with a natural sensuality that needed no effort. With a pose that’s all confidence and allure, highlights the womans arousing bodily and delicate facial features. The scene dares you to step closer, knowing it’s a trap you won’t regret.
"Let’s be honest—are your thoughts as mischievous as mine? Or am I leading the way?"
Model:
DaVinci2
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
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Prompt: Paint a dreamy hazy breezy wet on wet watercolour artwork, using minimal paints and maximum loose water effects, EmmAI winter colour palette, melancholy composition, minimalist, impressionist, a delicate floral composition featuring an ethereal beautiful young woman with long white hair, pale skin and pale pink lipstick and translucent white flowers with subtle pink shading at their centers. The flowers are set against a softly blurred, bright white background, giving a dreamy and ethereal feel to the image. Pale sunbeams like gold shining veil. Include several pale green leaves that partially frame the flowers, enhancing the natural aspect of the scene. The focus should be primarily on the flowers themselves, showcasing their intricate details and soft textures, with an overall sense of lightness and tranquility. Adjust the brightness and softness to maintain the airy atmosphere while ensuring the floral features are highlighted. In winter I'm waiting for Spring.
Prompt: The art gallery hummed with quiet sophistication, the air thick with the scent of fresh paint and polished wood. Soft lighting illuminated the exhibits, casting long shadows that seemed to breathe life into the sculptures and paintings. Among the crowd of admirers, she stood alone before a bold abstract piece—a riot of crimson and gold that mirrored the confident edge in her demeanor.
He noticed her from across the room, his gaze drawn to the way her fingers lightly grazed the edge of her glass of champagne, as if she were teasing the world with her touch. She wore a sleek black dress that hugged her figure, its simplicity offset by the daring plunge at the back. When she shifted slightly, her perfume—a subtle mix of jasmine and cedar—drifted through the air, catching him off guard.
Prompt: The art gallery hummed with quiet sophistication, the air thick with the scent of fresh paint and polished wood. Soft lighting illuminated the exhibits, casting long shadows that seemed to breathe life into the sculptures and paintings. Among the crowd of admirers, she stood alone before a bold abstract piece—a riot of crimson and gold that mirrored the confident edge in her demeanor.
He noticed her from across the room, his gaze drawn to the way her fingers lightly grazed the edge of her glass of champagne, as if she were teasing the world with her touch. She wore a sleek black dress that hugged her figure, its simplicity offset by the daring plunge at the back. When she shifted slightly, her perfume—a subtle mix of jasmine and cedar—drifted through the air, catching him off guard.
Prompt: Beneath a stormy, ash-colored sky, she stands—a towering, ethereal figure of beauty and sorrow. Her skin shimmers with the hues of life: emerald greens, oceanic blues, and the rich brown of fertile soil. Her hair cascades like waterfalls, streaked with golden sunlight and silvery moonlight, now tangled and dimmed by the weight of her grief.
Tears stream down her cheeks, glistening like raindrops as they fall to the ground, each one birthing rivers that carve through the dry, cracked earth. Her sobs echo as thunder, a mournful lament that shakes the mountains and stirs the restless seas. Around her feet, flowers wilt, their colors fading into the gray, and the once-clear streams muddy and slow.
Her hands reach toward the sky, pleading, her fingertips sparking with remnants of forgotten life. As she cries, the winds howl through barren forests, carrying the faint scent of blossoms long gone. The animals gather at a distance, watching silently, their eyes filled with understanding as the lifeblood of their world trembles in anguish.
The air grows heavy, a tangible sadness enveloping everything, yet even in her despair, there’s a faint glow in her chest—a flickering ember of hope, waiting to be rekindled.
Prompt: She emerges from the shadows in a halo of deep blue light, her long blue hair catching hints of red fire. With a pose that’s all confidence and allure, the scene dares you to step closer, knowing it’s a trap you won’t regret.
Prompt: Seductive carmel-eyed woman with flowing brown hair, Fibonacci sequence-inspired composition, intricate wet textures, detailed eyelashes, makeup enhancing features, subtle bokeh background, rich colour palette of blue, black, and silver, dramatic lighting to set the mood. Ethereal and whimsical portrayal in watercolour and ink, intricate golden patterns and strings weaving through the image, graceful pose with delicate gold specks shimmering. *In the style of Pino Daeni, Daniel Gerhartz, Andrew Atroshenko and Gustav Klimt.
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Prompt: Beneath a stormy, ash-colored sky, she stands—a towering, ethereal figure of beauty and sorrow. Her skin shimmers with the hues of life: emerald greens, oceanic blues, and the rich brown of fertile soil. Her hair cascades like waterfalls, streaked with golden sunlight and silvery moonlight, now tangled and dimmed by the weight of her grief.
Tears stream down her cheeks, glistening like raindrops as they fall to the ground, each one birthing rivers that carve through the dry, cracked earth. Her sobs echo as thunder, a mournful lament that shakes the mountains and stirs the restless seas. Around her feet, flowers wilt, their colors fading into the gray, and the once-clear streams muddy and slow.
Her hands reach toward the sky, pleading, her fingertips sparking with remnants of forgotten life. As she cries, the winds howl through barren forests, carrying the faint scent of blossoms long gone. The animals gather at a distance, watching silently, their eyes filled with understanding as the lifeblood of their world trembles in anguish.
The air grows heavy, a tangible sadness enveloping everything, yet even in her despair, there’s a faint glow in her chest—a flickering ember of hope, waiting to be rekindled.
Prompt: Beneath a stormy, ash-colored sky, she stands—a towering, ethereal figure of beauty and sorrow. Her skin shimmers with the hues of life: emerald greens, oceanic blues, and the rich brown of fertile soil. Her hair cascades like waterfalls, streaked with golden sunlight and silvery moonlight, now tangled and dimmed by the weight of her grief.
Tears stream down her cheeks, glistening like raindrops as they fall to the ground, each one birthing rivers that carve through the dry, cracked earth. Her sobs echo as thunder, a mournful lament that shakes the mountains and stirs the restless seas. Around her feet, flowers wilt, their colors fading into the gray, and the once-clear streams muddy and slow.
Her hands reach toward the sky, pleading, her fingertips sparking with remnants of forgotten life. As she cries, the winds howl through barren forests, carrying the faint scent of blossoms long gone. The animals gather at a distance, watching silently, their eyes filled with understanding as the lifeblood of their world trembles in anguish.
The air grows heavy, a tangible sadness enveloping everything, yet even in her despair, there’s a faint glow in her chest—a flickering ember of hope, waiting to be rekindled.
Prompt: Her soft sweater hugs her curves as she stretches out on the couch, the book resting lightly on her lap. She glances over with a coy smile, as if daring you to interrupt her reading
Prompt: A retro anime dream in deep blue light, she leans effortlessly against a sleek surface, her long blue hair cascading like a midnight waterfall. The red and orange hues dance across her sharp silhouette, daring you to unravel her mystery.
New look. New mood. I'm feeling dangerously adventurous...
Model:
DaVinci2
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: A retro anime dream in deep blue light, she leans effortlessly against a sleek surface, her long blue hair cascading like a midnight waterfall. The red and orange hues dance across her sharp silhouette, daring you to unravel her mystery.
Prompt: girl in rough loungewear relaxing melancholy on a sofa with an art book in a room with a chic, noir novel-like interior that looks warm on a cold day. One green bottle of very smoky tasting scotch.
Act like you don’t miss him...don’t ask him to come over.... don't think about how...
Model:
FluX
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: girl in rough loungewear relaxing melancholy on a sofa with an art book in a room with a chic, noir novel-like interior that looks warm on a cold day. One green bottle of very smoky tasting scotch.
Prompt: With a subtle toss of her hair, she turned back toward the glowing skyline. Her stride was confident, her hips swaying just enough to make it impossible not to watch her leave.
Prompt: Taxi lights flickered, steam rose from grates, and the city seemed to bend around her as she disappeared into the crowd. His pulse hammered as he stood there, rooted to the spot. The world moved on around him, but she was all he could see—powerful, magnetic, and leaving him with no choice but to follow.
You hesitated, and now the magic’s gone… or is it?
Model:
DaVinci2
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: With a subtle toss of her hair, she turned back toward the glowing skyline. Her stride was confident, her hips swaying just enough to make it impossible not to watch her leave.
I want to go somewhere ... quiet... How bout your place?
Model:
DaVinci2
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
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Prompt: A bustling city street at twilight, the neon lights of signs reflecting off rain-slicked pavement. Cars hum in the distance, and the chatter of nightlife hums softly in the background, but all he can focus on is her.
Prompt: A bustling city street at twilight, the neon lights of signs reflecting off rain-slicked pavement. Cars hum in the distance, and the chatter of nightlife hums softly in the background, but all he can focus on is her.
Prompt: She hesitated, the moment charged. Then, with a shy smile, she stepped toward him, her bare feet sliding slightly on the mossy stones. He reached out, steadying her with hands that were strong but gentle.
Prompt: An enchanting Latina woman with deep, carmen-brown eyes that glimmer with warmth and mystery. Her rich brown hair cascades in loose waves, framing her face with a soft elegance that’s both timeless and effortlessly captivating. Her gaze is intense yet inviting, holding secrets and stories that hint at a depth beyond her years. Her skin is sun-kissed, with a warm, radiant glow that complements her expressive features. Each graceful movement embodies a quiet confidence, exuding a natural charm and resilience. When she looks up, her eyes seem to hold both fire and compassion, as if she carries the passion of her heritage within her. She is an embodiment of grace and allure, a beauty that combines strength with softness, tradition with an air of mystery. Her presence is magnetic, drawing others in with a charm that is as warm and soulful as it is beautifully enigmatic.
His emotions are like a flood, and I’m drowning in them.
Model:
DaVinci2
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: she saw the way his eyes darkened, the way he took a step closer, the heat of his presence cutting through the chill of the water-splashed air. She felt her heart race, a mixture of exhilaration and anticipation.
I’m drowning in the depth of everything he’s feeling—it’s too much. To soon....
Model:
EssenceOfReality
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
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Prompt: she saw the way his eyes darkened, the way he took a step closer, the heat of his presence cutting through the chill of the water-splashed air. She felt her heart race, a mixture of exhilaration and anticipation.
I'm soaked - I can’t get enough ...The water feels amazing.
Model:
DaVinci2
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
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Prompt: The roar of the waterfall filled the air, a steady, powerful sound that drowned out everything else. They stood at the edge of the pool, their feet sinking slightly into the damp earth. She tilted her face up toward the spray, letting the cool mist kiss her cheeks, her laughter light and carefree.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
